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right so friday was high pissy pants day, it would appear…

thus saturday became “get myself back on track” day. i may or may not have accomplished that, only time will tell, but i did pull out the big self therapy guns: 1) breaking shit with the sledge hammer, 2) spending money at home depot 3) drinking good wine while out to dinner. if anything can shake off the summer time blues, it’s that shit.

1) as the fence guys should be coming sometime in the next week and a half or so, i took it upon myself to dig out some semi buried cinder blocks that were in the potential path of the new fence, mostly around henry’s tree in the back. one, which turned out to be 3 all mortared together, was too heavy to move on it’s own, so you guessed it, out came the sledge. there’s definelty something about how a sledge hammer connects with concrete, i think it’s because it doesn’t bouce up after it hits, it just feels good. I highly recommend it. After that i did some mickey mouse stuff in the yard that i’ve been wanting to do for a while, which included trimming back the monster vine on the neighbors fence. all in all i was ahead of schedule so…

2) i headed to home depot to get some shit…..i needed dirt to fill in the cavity i created by pulling out the cinder block mini wall, and we have been talking about replacing our retarded 2 handle kitchen sink that the previous owner guy put in. the depot by work didn’t have the model we wanted, but the super depot by home had it. so i got that, plumber’s putty, a basin wrench and other random shit. it felt good–because i was getting the wrench, i had to check out in the tool department rather than the main corrals for everyone else. as i was nearing, the tool dept. lady bascially jumped out infront of 2 openly gay guys htat had stocked up on decor ‘ideas books’ and i shit you not, sponge painting materials. –how did you know they were a couple jeff? well the were in really good shape, well dressed, and wearing sandals, it was just totally obvious. there seemed to be some sort of problem with the register or something, so the lady tried to make conversation with the guys–’you think the baseball game was rained out?’–the one guy, i might say the boy toy, responded “i dunno” with a strong spanish accent….the other guy, said “well it sure is sticky out there….”. i almost lost it.

back at the fort, i attempted to install the faucet, boy was that fun–between wedging myself between the disposal and the drain pipe, getting sprayed with the water that should not have been in the pipes. and the spray attachement on the new unit leaking and basically being impossible to tighten–it was a hoot. finally i had to semi uninstall the faucet and then go after the bastard with vice grips, in the end–jefke was victorious.

3) Given that natty’s uncle ate dinner with us every night on our vacation, natty wanted a “quiet dinner alone” after we got back. well friday was payday–so we headed to petit louis a resturant we frequent for such occasions. dinner was pretty good, i got this beef short rib thing, dunno if i’d get it again…but after the wine, who gave a fuck–everything was good. natty got the vibe that our waitress thought we were going to stiff her on the tip–especially since “we” were being somewhat difficult–so i dropped the amex gold and went over 20% on the tip–apparently it startled her b/c she actually came back and thanked us after she reviewed the check and shit–it was nice of her to come back–but at the same time, i guess i was a bit insulted that she thought we were going to shaft her–oh well. all’s well that ends well. one strange thing–they have me on file in their data base–which i suppose should not be shocking as we went there for new years and had make reservations and shit, but it’s just weird to know that when we call up for new reservations, it matches us with our past visits…hopefully i get a gold star for throwing tips around…

today, i rounded out the weekend by finally painting our back door/entry way–i caulked it months ago and the caulk just gathered dirt and shit and it looked awful…well it looks better now but far from perfect–a combination of the fact that the guy that originally installed it just slapped vinyl spacking everywhere and now it’s too hard to get off, and the fact that as i was painting in the hot hot sun the paint seems to have bubbled up in some spots…i read the directions and they just said not to paint in temps over 90–and it wasn’t 90 today…oh well.

so is house work/progress the key to me not going postal during the week? seems strange but it might be true. maybe i should go in to construction…can i still IM while on the worksite?